Hanging gently on the tip of a cool, green leaf
And see directly through
A minisculely large
Through a window
A vast, clear, yet vibrantly delicious world in a vortex of unmatched color
No hate, no sorrow, no war, no us...
The dropet falls, splatters, on the angst-ridden earth.
A teardrop, in an endless, dull tomorrow?